Am I a cut-up? Ask my wife
~ Who just got out her carving knife
An apple is sliced and divided and diced,
into fourths, eighths and halves laid side by side and baked is it a pie
5/23/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
Had Cut Up My Card
memory was marred
and my eyes were even starred
cut up my each card
Jim Horn
My poems are not supposed
to make any sense or should
they really be.
In my chamber
Of artistic endeavor
She sits on a chair
Unmoving
Like a block of stone
I with chisel and knife
Cut her up
Piece by piece
She is stoic
She never cries
I see no pain in her eyes
Gently, I carve her in my vision
I will mold her
I will hold her
I will told her
Stories of my past
She will be my prisoner
Of the heart
She has no where to run
I have no where to hide
Love
Stone cold
Emotions warm
In Silence
We both mourn
The histories
The stories
The memories
My love I created
In Stone
I have her on display
For you too, to see my suffering
I am the sculptor
Transform your smile
Luscious lips
Youthful looking skin instantly
How to get your man to want you again
Ten steps to a better sex life
What your man thinks of your wardrobe
Great abs in just 10 minutes a day
How to lose 20 pounds in a month
Vanity…fair!
Or
Not.
Other violence this world
There human flames ceased
Sick swan six
With circles some melancholy
Doctor failure some
Different universe copy soul
Wrapped little body respect
About shoulders stopped arms
Flash doubles wife
Early patient
Stopped her crown
Simple modern
Loop provided effect
While hate challenge simple.
[This was my first attempt at the "cut-up technique", a surrealist technique coined by many early surrealists, including William S. Burroughs, an obvious influence on my work.]
shut it up, i dont want to die here
close the door, im too araid of you
go away, im so afraid to cry here
give up hope, there nothing you can do.
so cut up, im dead as we know it.
so cut up, im dead at the seams.
i believe im gone for the moment
i believe, ive ruined your dreams.
shut it up, just speak in a whisper
close the door, im done with the lies
go away, i can't take the disaster
give up hope, its your only disguse
so cut up, believe what you want to
so cut up, beieve what you see
i believe, ive ruined your future
i believe, ive ruined your dreams
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